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Aye Chalk Lot, A Boot The Latest Scoop

Aye Chalk Lot, A Boot The Latest Scoop

As a lactose intolerant
cow whirring lion eye zing
dual (Banjo playing) Manichean
("FAKE") keen man womanizing,

faux nymphomaniac wannabe,
I cone only scream about visualizing
nip pulling and getting a breast
of Hani La (vanilla),

this sweltering unfreezing
Wednesday while mouth
watering chiefly hanker
for milch of

human kindness, which titillating
fanciful fandom fantasies
skinny dipping into soliloquizing
whet dreams har made

sadly, simply, and sorely realizing
test tickles quizzing
noggin merely figment
of fertile imagination pricking

prurient potent plentifully oozing
naughty salacious, licentious,
and felicitous evocations pulsating
hypnotically invoking

trance send dint overriding
gloriously flirtatious escapade needling
my over active
thought processes monopolizing

ability to focus attention trying
to compose joyous leavening,
sans jump starting
massaging, and kneading

dormant limp libido liberating
panting allied force,
which seems tubby
in axis Sybil for Nick -

A.Ting, thus Celeb Basie,
frantically, gingerly, and
haphazardly kickstarting
pussy riot with this feeble attempt

for a firm hut heave action,
one docile male member
devoid of livingsocial,
hence aye coon
sitter ring joining

a nunnery, which
would be habit chilly unfitting,
and very un convent
shin null for a poetic happy ending!

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